LUCIAN’S STUDY
Lucian exhaled slowly, watching the trail of smoke from his cigarette curl and disappear into the air. The large window in his study offered a view of the dense forest surrounding the packlands, but the tranquility of the scene did nothing to calm the storm raging inside him.
It had been days since the incident with Naya, and while his body had mostly healed, the fury simmering within him, and his wolf, had not. News of their supposed mate bond had spread like wildfire. The pack’s reaction was mixed: some welcomed it as a sign of fate, while others whispered doubts about its legitimacy.
His mother had taken it as a divine blessing, a match made by the heavens to secure the future of the pack. But Lucian knew better. Every fiber of his being told him something was wrong, t
